SailorStar9: You ladies wanted this chapter, so here goes. This is Chapter 8 of this fic.
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Chapter 8: No!
"In all sports, including basketball," Midorima started, Aomine scoring yet another basket with a hook shot. "Fundamental movements and the ideal form have been polished throughout the sports' history." Hyuuga making the pass to Izuki on court. "Because they have been refines to perfection, their options are limited and can be predicted." Izuki making another pass back to Hyuuga who bypassed Sakurai. "This gives rise to a strategic battle between the offense and defense." With Mitobe screening Sakurai out, Hyuuga made the shot. "That is the game." He continued, Wakamatsu smacking the ball out of the bespectacled teen's hands. "But he…" he trained his eyes on Aomine. "There is no form to Aomine's dribbling or shooting. He is limitless, impossible to defend against. He is the unstoppable scorer. The ace of the Generation of Miracles: Aomine Daiki."
"Kurokocchi…" Kise muttered, Seirin having subbed Kuroko back on court.
"Please…" Riko pleaded, the game restarting; the opened screen on Kuroko's cellphone indicated a new message that had been read mere seconds earlier: Tetsuya, I'm releasing the restriction on 'Mirage'; use that ability to the fullest – Ami-nee.
"Was about time he entered clutch time." Ami bit back a giggle, seeing Hyuuga score a three-pointer. Seconds later, Kuroko cut in a pass from Susa to Imayoshi and smacked the ball to a passing Izuki who then scored a lay-up.
On court, having blown past Izuki, Hyuuga and Mitobe in rapid succession after intercepting Kuroko's 'Ignite Pass' with a hand, Aomine dunked the ball into the net, despite Kagami and Kuroko defending under the net.
"Don't be rash, Tetsuya." Ami mumbled, Aomine stopping yet another 'Ignite Pass' and simply tossed the ball into net from the 3-point line.
Kise and Midorima watched as the older girl gripped the metal railing before her tensely, the game continuing to Touou's favor.
"Ami-nee-chan…" Kise blinked, seeing the girl genius' knuckles turn white as the clock ticked down to the final moments of the match; the Seirin players were still giving it everything they had, even after Kagami was benched out near the end of the third quarter.
"It's over." Ami muttered in resignation, releasing her iron grin on the railing. "This match… it belongs to Touou."
And sure enough, the buzzer went off, along with the shrill whistle from the referee; the scoreboard reading 112-55 in Touou's favor.
Seirin... was utterly crushed.
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